In the scene, Megatron and his subordinates made a high-profile invasion.
"Leader, this is the largest factory nearby."
A slightly shorter subordinate respectfully said to Megatron.
"Hmm, you stay here and watch. I'll go in and talk to the humans inside. Don't let anyone disturb us."
Megatron nodded, then commanded his subordinates.
"Yes."
But before Megatron could even enter, the people inside came out.
"Who are you, you bastard! How dare you openly invade this place!"
Riel looked indignantly at the tall Megatron, showing no fear despite Megatron's extraordinary presence.
Ize, at this moment, frowned slightly, already preparing to act at any time.
"Oh, two Interastral Peace Corporations?"
Megatron looked at the two not-so-weak humans in front of him, guessing their identities.
"Since you know, then I advise you to abandon your plan to rule this place! Otherwise, the hunt's shooting star will surely fall upon your head!"
Riel was not surprised that Megatron guessed their identities, but spoke with a hint of warning.
At this moment, the worker who had just been questioned also came out, and seeing the scene before him, his pupils trembled involuntarily.
"This esteemed sir is..."
"Old man, you go hide for now, we'll handle this."
Ize naturally noticed the figure that appeared and spoke to him with a serious tone.
"I am Megatron, and I am here to enslave you."
Megatron looked at the appearing worker, naturally realizing that this was the human he would rule in the future, so he announced directly without any concealment.
Ize: Oh, so ruling has changed to enslaving, has it?
Boot Hill: Goodness gracious, this fellow is too arrogant. He needs a couple of boxes of bullets to properly stop this big hunk of metal.
Shockwave: Presumptuous! How dare you speak to our leader like that! It is their honor to be enslaved by us.
Boot Hill: He's too darn arrogant! I'm on the Luofu right now, come and get a beating if you dare!
Megatron: No need to pay attention to these single-minded fellows. @Optimus Prime, where are you now?
Optimus Prime: Uh... I'm on the Luofu.
Shockwave: Perfect, you help us teach that fellow named Boot Hill a lesson, let him know our methods!
Sparkle: Fight, fight, hehe.
Star: @Sparkle, why are you everywhere?
Sushang: Alas... this is what they call... picking on the unfortunate?
Topaz: Alas, it's a pity we don't know the location of this planet yet. Otherwise, the Interastral Peace Corporation and various intergalactic guild organizations certainly wouldn't stand by and do nothing.
March 7th: Indeed, no matter how dark the Interastral Peace Corporation is, the people on that planet couldn't be worse off than they are now, could they?
Aventurine: Friend, can you really say that directly?
Jiang Lin: I think what she said is fine.
Aventurine: Hahaha, actually, I think so too.
Optimus Prime: So, should I fight that Boot Hill fellow? @Jiang Lin, I'll listen to you.
Jiang Lin: You decide for yourself.
Boot Hill: Goodness gracious, is my name that hard to remember?! Anyway, I'll be waiting for you at the Martial Arts Ceremony, you big hunk of metal.
Optimus Prime: My name isn't hard to remember, is it?
Sushang: I understand this. This is called, 'to treat a person in the same way they treat others.'
Guinaifen: No matter who you are, get off Sushang right now.
"May I ask, how do you plan to enslave us?"
The old man didn't heed Ize's warning, but simply asked with a hint of helplessness.
After all, for them, nothing could be worse than their current situation. How much worse could being enslaved by others be?
Megatron was not in a hurry to act, and Ize and Riel, seeing this scene, also wanted to hear what kind of inhumane villain the other party truly was.
Under the gaze of everyone present, Megatron's deep voice reached everyone's ears.
"From now on, you will work eight full hours a day."
"Only three meals and snacks will be provided daily, and you will only have milk in the morning."
"Lunch break will only be one hour."
At this point, Megatron couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter. One must know, this treatment, compared to Cybertron, was practically torture.
"Hahaha, you will work yourselves to death."
"Wh-what?! Thank you, sir."
The old man seemed not to have reacted at first, showing surprise, but then, realizing what Megatron had said, he showed gratitude.
"Hmm? The humans here are even more perverse than I thought."
Megatron was also very surprised by his reaction, somewhat disbelieving what he had heard.
"Then let me show you what true torture is."
"Overtime will only earn you triple pay, mandatory one-hour fitness after work, and only one day of psychological counseling per week."
The old man was stunned, then shouted behind him:
"Son, come out quickly, I've found you a godfather."
"Nonsense, that's my biological father."
A young man ran out from behind, shouting excitedly.
Meanwhile, Ize and Riel exchanged glances, both seeing disbelief in the other's eyes.
"I may have underestimated this civilization. Last time, I gave a fourfold bonus when I had Starscream organize a picnic."
Megatron looked at their reactions and couldn't help but reflect.
A moment later, he regained his confidence and spoke:
"However, what comes next is Cybertron's true hellish torture."
"Bonuses will only be issued three times a year, and you'll only get two months of annual leave. What's even more vicious is that your wages will only increase once every four months."
After saying all this, Megatron looked at the crowd before him with a hint of smugness, anticipating their reactions.
"Hmph... hmph..."
A sound of sobbing reached everyone's ears.
"Heh heh, can't take it anymore, can you!"
"Master, I'm yours for life."
Megatron stood frozen, the old man's face streaked with tears.
"Sigh, should we... still drive them away?"
Riel asked Ize blankly at this moment.
"I wouldn't do such a wicked thing."
But just then, the old man suddenly fixed his gaze on Ize and Riel.
"If you want to oppose my master, you'll have to step over my dead body first."
"666, we've become the villains..."